I Hate Her

this is more of a story in poem form, but this is one of those few that i actually poured my heart into it...i was in tears

and in that moment

i hated her.

 

i hated her for leaving me

helpless and confused.

 

and i hated her

with such an intensity that i wanted to feel pain.

 

I wanted to scream

to hurt.

 

but everytime i try

i see the skin and life.

 

and i realize i don't want to hurt myself.

I want to hurt something deeper.

 

there was something hiding

some emotion that killed me.

 

some emotion that hated her so much

that it wanted to hurt me.

 

the one thing i realized

while dealing with hate

no matter how much you cry

scream

or hurt

the pain, the memory,

will never go away.

Author's Note

ummm may be kinda confusing considering i wrote it at 12.00 a.m..... i was really stressed and i haven't been writing lately, and its kinda like therapy to me...so i needed to get this out even if it isn't good.